#oh lily you have the coolest asks!

[ginnympotter]

Very fluffy moment: an AU where Jily lives- ofc-and Hinny tells them about the new baby (can be any of the pregnancies)

LOVE SOME GOOD JILY LIVES FLUFF

"Why are you so nervous?" Ginny asked him, squeezing his hand as they waited by the front door. "You know they'll be happy for us, right?"

Harry shook his head. "That's the problem. They'll be too happy. Remember when we told them we were engaged?"

"Well, at least we're prepared for the dramatics," she assured him.

Just then, the door swung open, James smiling brightly at his son and daughter-in-law. "There's the most beautiful couple in the world," he proclaimed, bringing them both into a hug.

"Never prepared enough," Harry whispered to Ginny out of the corner of his mouth. She giggled.

"What was that?" James asked as they broke apart.

"Nothing," Harry waved off. "Hi, Dad."

They stepped inside the Godric's Hollow cottage to see the table fully set, Lily taking out one last thing from the oven.

"Mum," Harry sighed, walking over to her. "I told you I'd help with dinner tonight."

"Don't worry about it, love," she said, reaching up and kissing his cheek. "I wanted to give you a break, I know you've been working hard."

"But I like cooking with you," he told her earnestly.

"That's sweet, Harry," Ginny interjected, patting his arm. "But let your mum mother you for the night, yeah?"

"Listen to your wife, kid," James said as he put on oven mitts and picked up a tray to bring to the table. "How are you doing, Gin?"

"Great," she said, smiling. Then, "Pregnant."

The tray slipped from James's hands and shattered to the floor. All three of them were staring at her, Harry somewhat exasperated. Being the only one not in shock, she took out her wand and cleared up the mess, the tray all put together back on the table.

Harry shook out of his stupor. "I thought we were going to tell them after dinner," he murmured.

"Sorry," she responded, though he wasn't sure she meant it. She continued to smile. "You know me. Impulsive. Felt like the right moment."

They looked back at James and Lily, both still looking stunned.

"Surprise?" Harry tried.

"I know you're both pretty young to be grandparents," Ginny said. "But if it's any consolation, you're going to be like, the coolest grandparents anybody has ever had."

The word "grandparents" seemed to do it. James started to laugh and Lily burst into tears.

"Bloody hell," James exclaimed, wrapping Ginny up in a bear hug. "You're having a baby!"

"Mum, it's okay," Harry tried, rushing over to Lily.

Lily grabbed his face and smiled brightly. "You're going to be the most amazing, loving, caring, magnificent, brilliant father-"

James broke away from Ginny and looked towards his wife. "Hey, hey, hey, what am I, then?"

"The most amazing, loving, caring, magnificent, brilliant grandfather?" Harry tried.

"Oh god, what do I go by? Grandpa? Grandad? Papa?"

"Absolutely not Papa," Lily intervened, wiping her tears.

"Sorry, right, that's reserved for-"

"Stop!" Harry warned, and all three of them laughed. "Why don't we sit down and eat, yeah?"

They all listened, but as soon as they started piling food on their plates, James started again. "Need name ideas? 'Cause I've got one-"

"Let me guess," said Lily. "Is it James?"

Ginny giggled.

"What?" James asked, feigning innocence. "It's a classic name!"

"We'll see," said Harry, smiling in spite of himself.

[meowyjean]

marauders as architecture styles

remus as renaissance - neeerrddd; probably wished the great classics saw him and hoped they were proud of him; values silent independent reading time; gets excited over the golden ratio and symmetry and columns

james as post-modern - if you gave a child a paper and crayons and told them to make buildings but they forgot what you asked of them halfway through and just made whatever; let's stop repressing our feelings u guys; life's motto is have fun!

peter as mid-century modern - it ain't that deep bro; unassuming; "you don't need to do all that" (secretly wishes he could do all that); a repressed catholic virgin if you will; banging taste in furniture, shit taste in structures = don't judge a book by its cover

sirius as baroque - (i am biased and i love them); let's make a statement on every surface imaginable; let's put all our efforts and money to the pursuit of being pretty; oh and add gold. everywhere.

regulus as victorian - combination of dark and mysterious and the desire to be ornate; you would think he'd be gothic, but he just wants to sit on the plush seat in the library of his home, surrounded by unnecessary amounts of ornate moulding and picture frames

pandora as art nouveau - the fluid era not the geometrical one; bespoke everything; fun, fresh, flirty, frivolous; bonus points on her matching the art style of the era too (pandora fanart in an art nouveau style would be so)

mary as islamic - you can't keep your eyes off her; the intricate geometric AND symmetrical patterns, the lofty AND pointed arches; oh you feel hot in the courtyard? we'll put water there babes it isn't that serious

lily as neoclassical - whatever you can do, i can do better; "wake up babes, be so fucking fr"; it girl all-day every day; oh that was your style but she added to it and made it completely her own? yeah, sorry babes, she won, it's hers now

barty as high gothic - as in over the top, go big or go home, i want it so high, oh shit too high i need to add buttresses, "yo what if we put glass in thick ass walls and get risky with them and maybe even have fun with them while we're at it" high gothic

evan as industrial - sleek, lofty, no bullshit; i'm so confident in myself that you can look through me; wdym you're scared of this new construction material? look at me fucking bending it and making tall ass structures bitch

marlene as deconstructivism - nuh uh; fuck it, fuck you, fuck everything, fuck the police; thanks for letting me read the rules, now i'll be breaking them (and look good doing it)

dorcas as art deco - a cultural reset; get you a girl who is elegant AND artful; no one does dark and sophisticated quite like she does; plus she's fun and ornate too? she is the coolest girl to ever walk the campus

thank you for coming to my ted talk

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

"You look beautiful"

James' eyes traveled through his girlfriend's body. That costume had been the best decision ever. She was so beautiful, he couldn't breathe. He couldn't believe how lucky he was.

"Don't I look fat?" Lily asked, looking at herself in the mirror.

James smiled "Fat? Ah ah" he shook his head.

He wrapped his arms around Lily.

"You're just perfect, my little mermaid"

"It's just that having a baby literally changes your body, I mean I should've worn another thing...."

"No, Lils..."

"Oh and you think Harry would be fine with your parents? I mean, shouldn't we spend Halloween with him?"

"Lily.. Lils... Relax" James chuckled touching her chin "He is one year old. He is just going to spend the night sleeping like a bear"

Lily bit her lip but she knew James was right.

"Will we go trick or treating with him when he is older?"

"Every year!" James smiled "We won't miss one. And we will have the coolest costumes, the three of us"

Lily smiled, playing with James' jacket.

"Ok"

"Although no costume beats sexy mermaid..." James said as he tucked Lily's hair behind her ear "Like damm.... Uuuh...."

Lily laughed, her cheeks slightly pink.

"You look pretty handsome as well, Captain"

James bowed in response.

"Maybe we should skip the party and have a lovely night on our own..." James raised his eyebrows.

"Aye Aye Captain..." Lily laughed "This mermaid wants to party"

James smiled "Okay" he gave her a sweet kiss "Let's have fun. Let's not spend all the night worried about Harry, okay?"

Lily bit her lip again.

"Okay?"

Lily smiled.

"Fine. Promise" she said "I love you"

"I love you more, darling"

[siriuslystarbucks]

Good day! I was reading headcanons that if Triwizard Tournament happened during marauders era James would be Hogwarts champion and now I can’t get this different first meeting AU out of my head, I just have to share it! 😊 So, parents send Sirius and Regulus to Durmstrang because they teach Dark Arts there and don’t admit muggleborns (iirc??). Cue seventh year, Tournament happens and James and Sirius become champions of their respective schools. It seems too fast a journey for one year, but if anyone could speedrun rivals to friends to lovers, it would be prongsfoot the ultimate soulmates. ✨And of course in the end they both touch the cup and share the victory. ❤️❤️

YES THIS IS A PERFECT AU. I've seen things like this before and it's always a delight!! Durmstrang student Sirius is an AU I can always get behind because you can get prime angst material out of that, as well as a new first meeting for him and James :D

Most of the time, I prefer my James/Sirius fics to not even mention James liking Lily, but for this one, I think it would be pretty fun.

Imagine: James fancies Lily, has not been quiet about it in the slightest. He becomes the Hogwarts champion for the Triwizard Tournament and Lily is in the background rolling her eyes because 'oh great, he's going to be even more insufferable now and won't leave me alone'. But then James sees Sirius and immediately becomes obsessed with him-- first as a rival and then as a romantic interest-- and ignores her. James ends up kissing Sirius in front of all their schools at the end of the year because he's head over heels and utterly SHAMELESS. Honestly it's been so obvious that they're obsessed with each other that when the tournament ends with them winning together, the heads of their schools aren't surprised, they're just like "yeah, this was kind of the only way it could end huh"

I also like to think that in situations like this, they're kind of threatened by each other in the beginning? James and Sirius are both used to being the coolest, smartest guy around, and now all of a sudden, here's this guy that could actually challenge them? Unacceptable. This means war. And then one of them does something that the other finds impressive and they jump straight into being friends without a glance backwards. Regulus tries to point out that last week they hated each other, and Sirius just says "That was last week, Reg, god, it's like you're not even paying attention"

As for Regulus's role in this fic, he's the supportive brother that nobody really talks to, because let's face it, the Black brothers are not approachable. People try to ask him about the sudden personality change in Sirius after he becomes friends with James, and Regulus doesn't care enough about any of the people that he'll admit Sirius has always been this reckless and chaotic, he just didn't like anyone at Durmstrang enough to do it out in the open.

[ell0ra-br3kk3r-writes]

Her Vows

pairing: sirius black x reader

genre: fluff

“So when we decided that we were going to write our own vows I sat on my bed for hours trying to think of what I was going to say. I, of course, started to overthink things and stressed myself out. After another long hour I gave up and went to finish packing up my room, and while I was doing that I came across a box full of my old journals. So after an emotional, very nostalgic walk down memory lane, I thought I’d let my younger self say my vows.” Y/N turned to Lily, who was standing behind her and reached for the red leather bound journal. She let her fingers run over the spine before she flipped through a few of the thick brown parchment pages. 

“September 1. 1971

I did it! I made it to hogwarts! I got sorted into Gryffindor, and I already made friends! There’s Remus, James, Peter… and I forgot the other one’s name. I’ll ask him tomorrow. Oh! And I met a girl named Lily. I'm sharing a dorm with her along with two other girls… I forgot their names too. Anyway, it’s getting late and I still need to write to mum and dad.”

Everyone chuckled as Y/N finished reading one entry and flipped to another page.

“Okay, this next one was the first entry about Sirius. Just him.

November 15. 1971

Sirius Black. That was his name. That boy is the most frustrating thing to ever walk this earth. How can someone be so careless? Sure he’s really cute! Black curly hair, and grey eyes. I’ve never seen eyes that color, it’s so pretty! But he’s so annoying! So I’m making a promise to myself. I will never ever fall for Sirius Black.”

She chuckled as Lily handed her another journal. She looked out to their friends and family and laughed when she saw her mom and dad nod in agreement to her words. She opened the next journal and looked up to Sirius, his grey eyes sparkling in amusement.

“January 5. 1976

I broke my promise. I told myself I will never break that one promise, and you know what I did? I broke it. I fell for Sirius Black. Kill me now.”

Everyone burst out laughing.

“I don’t stand a chance anyway. He’s soooo out of my league, I’m not even joking. He’s so hot-” She laughed as she heard Sirius snort. “His hair has gotten longer, and his eyes seem brighter. He’s just the coolest guy ever… Uhg, look at me! I sound like a love sick puppy! What does a love sick puppy sound like? Anyway, that’s not the point. I don’t know what to do? I have these… Feelings… And I don’t like it. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.” 

Y/N flipped through the pages once more.

“August 23. 1977

Sirius,

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you…

I think you get the point”

Y/N chuckled and closed the journal before handing it back to Lily. She reached out to grab Sirius’ hands, “And that’s where I come in. When I was reading through those pages, reading my younger self describe her feelings the best she could and I realized one thing. Thoes feelings never went away. I still get butterflies everytime you smile at me. My heart skips a beat everytime I see the oh-so familiar spark of mischief in your eyes. What I’m trying to say is that nothing has changed. And I promise you that nothing will ever change the way I feel about you. I love you.” 

She reached up to wipe the tears from Sirius’ cheeks. He held her wrist and kissed her hand. “I love you too.” 

[dimensions-multiverses-universes]

My first time meeting Nai (Inaaya)

Lily: *looks out of the car seeing other fans outside cheering while Blake Lily’s brother was talking about her future and her singing how we need to practice more and sighs deeply* Hmm,

Blake: Lily? LILY!?

Lily: EPP-

Blake: did you fucking heard what I said😤

Lily: yes! I uh…. (The driver opens the door for Lily and Blake) oh t-thank u😅😰 *comes out the car and starts walking to the really tall building while there were thousands and thousands of people cheering for Lily* This is a beautiful place😊

Blake: yes, you’ll meet the boss of around here he mostly famous then you his name is Nai he’ll be your boss for now on but I am still charge of u so if I say something you just do it….Okay?

Lily: okay,

(there was a lady from the counter seeing two of them walking in slowly while they look around the place)

???: Ah you must be the “Pureheart’s” Mr Nai will be seeing Lily soon for a conversation in mind…*looks at Blake* Mr Pureheart can you give Lily her VIP pass,

Blake: don’t lose it,

Lily: I promise I won’t, and I’ll see you around…

Blake: yeah then I have something to talk about….

Lily: okay, (A member of staff takes her to her room) Woah this room is big! It’s like a richest person alive could have this room it’s like a billionaire,🤩🤯😱😲 *gets change into party dress* now go to the party…ohhh this is freaky….*goes to the party while everyone was shouting, laughing, and dancing while the DJ was jamming to the music* Wow I wonder who owns the party it’s like one million people, *dumps into “someone” and almost falls backwards and luckily a person catches her while everyone to stop dancing for a split second* Thank y- ou….. *looks at his face* oh hehe hi,

???: Have u ever heard about “watching we’re your going” princess?

Lily: I am sorry- I-I…

???: *looks at her* Lily Pureheart Right???

Lily: yes everyone knows who I am, why are you asking me this question,

???: *let’s Lily stands up* well I am your boss your brother told me a lot of things about you, *smiles*

Lily: d-did he?….and your Mr Nai I may ask?

Nai: Just call me Nai,

Lily: nice^^ so it’s so loud do yo want to go out?

Nai: sure, *goes out and into Nai’s office* Alright Lily let’s see….uhhh ur 23 and you graduated in high school and university and is starts working as a actress in some famous movies/series about 7 years and you became a singer as well when you were 15 and you and ur brother own a lot of businesses and well fame for that, very well your in for this career job?

Lily: Yes, so when do I start working as a actress in this new movie?

Nai: so ur playing as “Mia” the main character and we’ll explain the details later,

Lily: Thank u, *Blushes and looks at the time on her phone* Oh, LOOK AT THAT IT’S GETTING LATE- hehehe..

Nai: can I take you???

Lily: no it’s fine, *goes upstairs* shit I feel like I am in love how when I never felt love for anyone….*in the room* At least I am here boi it took a long trip like that time my bffs went on a plane to Australia and that was a time to remember- oh maybe I should call them? *calls Avery and Katie*

Katie: hello?

Lily: Katie omg you wouldn’t believe it,

Katie: what???

Lily: I have a crush!

Katie: ohhh how’s the lucky guy~😏 is it someone from our high school that we’re in are class or is it from somewhere what’s there name,

Lily: oh it’s Nai-

Katie: *drinks tea and spits it out* PFFFT- NAI LIKE THE FILM DIRECTOR AND SINGER, ARTIST NAI???!!!

Lily: yeah why, and why is Avery not on the chat?

Katie: she’s busy- BUT WTF??!!! He is honestly the greatest person of all times sake he’s like a legend of legends! And you have a crush on him?

Lily: it’s not my fault oaky it just suddenly happened! *sighs deeply* I understand if you don’t support it you don’t need to-

Katie: Gurl are you kidding me?! I love Nai he is the coolest person that a person would expect to meet anyway how where’s your harassing brother of yours?

Lily: *Gasp while saying her name* KATIE!!!

Katie: Wut? It’s true tho, you need to tell him that stop harassing you and forcing you! It isn’t right even if he’s your brother is still not the right thing, Oh anyway I have a some things to do catch you around tomorrow!

Lily: Cool bye, *hungs up, charges phone and switch off lights* hmm, he is a legend… *sleeps*

(sorry if I rushed it way to much)

[abbatoirablaze]

Bad Girl's Club, Chapter 16

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings:  none really

“Don’t worry…I’ll give you two weirdos your space.”

“Lily…”

“You and Jess need to figure out whatever it is between the two of you first,” she said quickly, shoving some more clothes into her overnight bag, “then you guys can tell me what the plan is for our fake happy little family.”

“Lillian Marie Drysdale…”

She turned around and looked at her dad.  Ransom had a hurt expression running across his features, and suddenly her little poker face faded away.  She was acting like the rest of her family, and she knew that it was cutting him a lot deeper than he would ever admit.  She knew just the buttons to push with him.

She frowned, “I’m sorry dad…”

“Regardless of what happens between Jess and I…you’re still my kid, Lil…” Ransom said slowly.  He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her, catching her in a soothing embrace, “you’re still my daughter, Lil….that doesn’t change.  That won’t ever change.”

“But Evan’s little, dad,” she sighed, tears welling up in her eyes, “y-you’ve always talked about how you wished I was little again, and that you feel like you weren’t good enough…he’s your shot of being a dad again…of being the dad that you always wished you were.”

“Lily,” Ransom sighed, holding his daughter even tighter, “I wouldn’t change a moment in our history kiddo…I fucked up a lot raising you, but that was because of your grandparents…I didn’t know what being a parent meant…but you helped me become a good dad…Evan…he-“

“I know he’s yours, dad,” she sighed, shrugging her shoulders, “he’s way too much like you to be anything else but a carbon copy of the infamous Ransom Drysdale…”

“I was going to say that he’s the new kid on the block compared to you, kiddo,” Ransom chuckled, messing up Lily’s hair.  Her frown faded at his light-hearted attempt at a joke, “and that while I’m still learning this dad thing, you’re going to have to be the coolest big sister ever.”

“Dad…”

Ransom smirked, “And that includes being a free babysitter when Jess and I-“

“DAD GROSS!” Lily squealed, pulling away from her father, “I don’t want to hear about the stuff you want to do to my best friend.”

“Can I be honest?” he asked softly.  When the playful look fell away from his face, Lily knew he was being serious.  She nodded, “I’ve been in love with Jess since the day that I met her kiddo…she jus-“

“When you met her, she was fourteen…”

“I know what you’re going to say,” he sighed, “that it’s wrong…and I guess there’s some part of me that knows that it was…but it never felt like she was that young…not with me.”

Lily frowned, “I can’t say I get it…but I can say that I’m not going to fight the two of you on it…”

“You’re not?”

“I’m pissed…don’t get me wrong…but I want you to be happy dad…”

“So where are you going?”

“A friend’s place for the weekend…” she said simply, “you and Jess have a lot of catching up to do…and I’m sure Evan would love the time to get to know you, uninhibited by his big sister.”

Evan looked between his mother, and to the man that he knew was his father. 

“Momma…”

“It’s okay buddy,” Jess offered, giving her son a reassuring smile.  He continued to look up at her from behind her legs as she nodded, “he-he knows…”

Evan’s eyes went wide as he looked back to Ransom, “He knows….is-is gampy and Marta here too?”

“No buddy,” she sighed, shaking her head, “it-it’s just us three…me, you, and daddy…”

Ransom swallowed his nervousness as he looked at the little boy.  Lily was right in saying that he was a little carbon-copy of himself.  Well, as far as looks went.  He was a little mischievous, much like Ransom, but he lacked the utter cockiness and attitude of his father. 

“Oh…”

“Hi Evan…I-I’m…I’m your dad…”

Evan clung to his mother’s leg, hiding behind it ever so slightly, “Evan…it’s okay.”

“It’s fine,” Ransom offered, hiding his frown.  He took a step back and opened the door a little bit more, “do you guys want to come in?”

“In?”

“Come here baby boy,” Jess said quickly, picking her son up.  He was fast to tuck his face into her neck, hiding from Ransom.  She gave him an apologetic look, “I-I’m sorry.  He’s not normally like this, Ran…he’s-well, he’s normally a lot more like you.”

“It’s fine,” he lied, feeling slightly rejected by his own son, “I-I get it.  He doesn’t really know me…I’m-a-a stranger.”

“You’re his father,” she said softly, stopping in front of the older man.  She leaned up and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth, her free hand stroking his cheek as she did it.  Ransom felt his chest tighten at the contact.  Just Jess being here with him, holding their son, it all felt too domestic, and while he knew Evan would slowly let himself feel more relaxed, it all felt right, “just give him some time, Ran…”

He nodded.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long for Evan to adjust.  He was very much like his father in that sense.  Within five minute the little boy was running around Ransom’s house, exploring every which room.  And he was shellshocked to find a playroom that had toys geared towards little boys around his age. 

Ransom had gone all out with Lily’s help, and no expense was spared. 

There were racecars and big toy trucks.  There were stuffed animals and a little reading nook off to the side so he could get cozy.  And there was even a creative space where playdough and art supplies were just in case he was a little bit more on the artistic side. 

And that was how Ransom ended up burning the meal that he’d made for them.  About an hour into playing, and Jess had smelled something burning, only to run into the kitchen and see that the oven was smoking. 

“Ransom…”

Both father and son burst into the kitchen, Evan in Ransom’s arms, each of them having a look identical to one another on their faces.  They both looked at Jess in surprise. 

“I-I could order out?” Ransom suggested. 

That only drew a smile to her face.  She knew that Ransom was trying.  Hell, she could see that in the way that Evan allowed him to carry him, or when they went back to the playroom, the boys immediately began to play with the racecars, and Ransom tossed Jess his phone so that they could order in. 

Everything felt right. 

She ignored the pang in her stomach as she watched how gentle and sweet Ransom was with Evan.  And part of her regretted even hiding it away in the first place.  Harlan had always been supportive, and he knew that Ransom loved her, but she had too much guilt about it; always being reminded from Lily that her own mother ditched her with Ransom, and in the early years they really struggled. 

Her hand absentmindedly went down to her stomach, the fear rising up in her mind yet again. 

“You okay?”

Jess looked up to Ransom, her head shaking, “sorry…did you guys say something?”

“Come play with us, momma.”

“Baby, I-“

“Jess-“ But Ransom was cut off by the doorbell.  He looked between Evan and Jess, and she gave him a soft look.

“I’ll get it.”

But before he could speak again, she was off, collecting the food, and giving the delivery boy the money for the food.  And Ransom watched her scurry back in, a pizza box in her hands.  Evan was quick to run to her, chattering excitedly.  But it all just faded to background noise.

His heart thumped heavily in his chest as he watched his son and the woman he loved.  She gave him a soft look.  Her mouth began to move, and she was speaking, but none of it processed.  Ransom was still off in his own little world, looking at her. 

“Daddy no let go!”

Ransom’s heart fluttered as he heard his son, begging him not to put him to bed in the bedroom that he’d worked tirelessly on for the past few days. 

“You can play with daddy in the morning, Ev…” Jess cooed, smoothing down her son’s hair, “but you got to get some sleep, baby boy…”

“No sleep, momma,” he yawned.  Ransom laid him down carefully in the racecar bed, and Jess pulled the covers up around him, “Momma.”

“I love you baby boy…”

“Love you momma,” he yawned again, this time the fight leaving him.  He reached out and held onto Ransom’s hand, “love daddy.”

His heart soared at the words.  And suddenly he was thinking about when Lily was little and she gave him the biggest doe eyes, promising that she loved him.  Ransom leaned down and kissed Evan’s forehead, tears collecting in his eyes, “I love you too, buddy…get some rest…”

“Okay!” he yawned softly, letting go of his father’s hand. 

“Ransom…”

Ransom looked away from the frame of the door and back towards Jess.  She had a concerned look on her face.  He frowned, “is everything okay?”

He missed how her hand trailed down to her stomach; his eyes focused on how she nervously bit her lip, “w-we need to talk…”

Chapter 17

[delicris]

any hc's abt parents!marauders?

OH MY GOD

hi, hello, yes, thank you very much for this ask, i have SO MANY thoughts. like. so. many.

sirius and remus turning thirty and having a crisis because they're scared to adopt a kid, but james and regulus are raising harry and everyone is waiting for them to expand their little family, but what if the kid doesn't like them?

so they do foster care, they take in any kid who's in need, until they're adopted. and listen. then there comes this one sweetheart who just steals both of their hearts away. i imagine the kid being a bit of both of the black brothers, they're a little shit who gets away with everything, pads proudly standing behind them, but they have their slower days when they like to listen to the stories moony tells them.

and they absolutely LOVE the holidays, it's a time when everyone gathers together and they can play with harry and uncle james, or they can help uncle regulus with the baking, or they get to go to the coolest parks in the town with aunties dorcas and marlene, or do just about anything they've always wanted to do.

i think mary and lily wouldn't raise a kid, but they would be the cool aunts all the kids fucking adore because they spoil them. and they love being aunties, but lily doesn't really want a child, doesn't feel like she would do a good job being a mother, and mary is a busy, busy woman, who just loves her wife to death and if she doesn't want kids, then fuck them kids.

but dorcas and marlene, oh dorlene, my loves, my darlings. they would adopt the teenage kids who would be left to grow up on their own. and they love each and every single one of them equally. i feel like they would love to watch their kids become adults and navigate the world and they would be just so incredibly proud of every single achievement, throwing parties for just about anything.

i'm just now realizing that the ask was for the marauders, but i love seeing all these characters get old enough to actually consider parenthood, so here are my thoughts for all of them. maybe i'll add onto this once i think of something <33

[jugheadthelesbian]

to you i can admit that im just to soft for all of this

marylily drabble for febuwhump day one

read on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44839282

tw: snape grabs lily without her consent but it’s just mentioned work under cut

Lily came storming into the girl’s dormitory in a fit of rage, holding back tears. Severus had kept her back after class, begging for forgiveness and asking to walk with her back to her room. She’d declined his offer but he insisted, going as far as to grab her arm and pull her back. She ended up stepping on his foot, running off. 

She flopped on her bed, catching the attention of Mary Macdonald, who looked over at her curiously. “Are you alright, Lily?” Mary asked from her spot on her bed, already out of her robes and in her comfy clothes, her homework spread out across the bed with her potions textbook open. Lily looked away from her, nodding unconvincingly. 

“I’m fine, just tired. Think I’m gonna nap before dinner.” She answered, starting to draw her bed curtains closed. Mary hummed, going back to her homework. Lily closed the bed curtains, smashing her face onto the pillow. 

It wasn’t fair that Severus wouldn’t leave her alone after she told him no. It wasn't fair that Petunia wrote her a letter, practically begging her to not come back from Hogwarts. It wasn’t fair that no matter where she went, she never felt at home. She missed when she was younger, when she wasn’t a witch and her sister didn’t hate her and Severus wasn’t an asshole. 

She didn’t notice that she had started crying. Her face wet with tears that soaked her pillow. “…Lils? Are you crying?” She heard a small voice say. She heard the curtains open, some sitting at the foot of the bed by her feet. She turned around and sat up, staring at Mary. Mary looked frightened, like she didn’t expect Lily to be so upset. “Oh hunny, what’s wrong?” Mary asked, leaning over to touch Lily’s face. 

Lily melted under Mary’s hand, trying to remember the last time someone had touched her like this. Mary’s hands were soft, electricity coursing through her fingertips. Mary asked if Lily was okay with being touched and, once Lily nodded, she started wiping the tears away. “Hang on,” Lily grabbed Mary’s wrist. “Let me move over so you can sit next to me.” She gently, but reluctantly, pushed Mary’s hand away from her face. 

She scooched a little down the bed, making room for Mary, who immediately squeezed to her side. Mary laid her head on Lily’s shoulder, another spark of electricity shot through Lily’s body. “Lily…” Mary’s voice was soft, her hand hesitating before playing with Lily’s hand, rubbing circles on the back of her hand with her thumb. “What’s the matter, baby?” As Mary asked this, Lily’s heart stopped, she could barely think. All she could think of was Mary’s hand playing with hers and her head on her shoulder. 

“It’s…” Lily paused, sniffing. “It’s hard to explain. I just— Severus—“ She stopped as Mary cupped her face in her hands, murmuring to take her time softly. “He— He—“ She let out another sob, leaning into Mary’s touch as Mary started to gently rub the side of her face. 

“Whatever happened, you don’t have to talk about it. He’s an asshole, but you are so much more than his friend.” Mary sat up, now eye to eye with Lily, her face inches away from Lily’s. “You’re Lily Evans; my best friend, the most beautiful girl I know, the kindest person in the world, the coolest girl at this school, and I love you so much. More than you could ever know.” 

Lily didn’t think before she leaned forward, barely breathing out a question of if she could kiss Mary before Mary’s lips were on hers. Later, Lily would look back on this day and wonder if that was the right thing to do. But now, she thought it was the best idea ever. 

[yeosatinyngz]

Hey lily you beautiful human being. Can we request some draken fluff? Like him falling in love with his childhood best and first friend. Yk before hi met mikey, got his tattoo and joined toman she was always by his side. His ride or die. But he couldn't confess bc he was afraid to ruin the friendship.

You said you didn't wrote angst yet but maybe if you're comfortable with: she got stabbed or hit and nearly died that when he confessed yk

Anyways please don't forget to stay hydrated

-wackers bonkers

Ah you’re too sweet <3 and that I can do! I hope you’re satisfied with the end product! If it’s not what you wanted I can always fix/edit it. Thank you and make sure you’re taking care of yourself and staying hydrated as well! Also I just wanted to say “Oh you naughty wackers bonkers😏”

The awaited confession

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The lingering stares on you wasn’t a new routine but was something you never noticed. Draken can’t help but stare at you any chance he gets. His heart warms up whenever his eyes set on your figure. No matter what happened and how much time has passed you were always there by his side, with that bright smile that he couldn’t help but fall in love with.

He remembers when he first met you. You approached him first, “Let’s be friends!” All he could do was look at you confused because no one ever wanted to be his friend. “Why?” “Because you’re cool, I don’t need any more reasons than that right?.” “Huh, ok I guess.”

To when he got his tattoo. “OMG KENNY YOU GOT A DRAGON TATTOO?!” “Shhh don’t be too loud but yeah I did, aren’t I awesome?” He huffed in triumph. “You’re the coolest!” Your compliment flustered him but it really fueled his ego up. “Heh, I know.”

Back to when he became friends with Mikey. “You have a new friend? And his name is Mikey?” “Yep, he’s the coolest person I’ve met.” “Hmph he has a stupid name.” You huffed and crossed your arms. “Wait- don’t tell me you’re jealous.” “Of course I am, what if this Mikey dude steals you away from me, you’re MY best friend.” “Don’t be silly, you’ll always be my number one best friend!” “You promise?” You held your pinky out. “I promise.” He said while sealing the pinky promise.

And when he got his signature hair style. “Ken-chin, your hair is so long now.” “Yeah, it’s kinda annoying, I put it in a ponytail once in a while but I’m not feeling it.” “Oh I have an idea! Let me braid your hair!” “Ok, be gentle.” “I’ll try!” ~After you finished braiding his hair~ “And there, tell me what you think?” “Woah I actually really like it, I’ll have my hair like this from now on.” “Ahh, I’m so happy to hear that!” He smiled at your excitement. You’re just too cute.

To now where he’s being snapped out of his thoughts by you clapping your hands in his face. “Ken-Chin!” “Huh?” “You ok, you were just staring at me.” “Yeah, I was just thinking.” “About what?” Before he could fully think it through he blurted out “You” “Oh? Why?” He let out a sigh and decided to just come clean. “Because I love you.” You quickly wrapped your arms around him into a tight hug. “Please tell me this isn’t a joke.” “It’s not, I truly love you.” “I love you too.” Draken proceeded to ask you out and you of course accepted. He wanted to make the first date as special as can be so he took his time with the planning.

Angst ending:

Alas, not everyone has a happy ending. Before you guys were even able to go on the first date, you were targeted by another gang who has it out for Toman. They found out about your relationship with Draken and the rest was history. Everything moved slowly in Draken’s eyes as he witnessed you being stabbed. He was too late…He wasn’t able to save you and watched you bleed to death in his arms.

After a few years he was able to move on from you and started falling for Emma. But, before he was able to confess to her she died due to Kisaki. The pain he felt when he found out was indescribable. He lost yet another one he loved💔 “Maybe love just isn’t for me, I should just give up.”

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Study Dates – (Remus Lupin xF!Reader)

A/N: For plot purposes this is a muggle!au Also I just discovered how to make this stuff tiny and i love it -Danny

Words: 2,256

Warnings: Brief mentions of smut?? Remus daydreaming about being naughty.

Listen to: ‘Teenage Dirtbag’ -by Wheatus

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Her name is Noelle I have a dream about her She rings my bell I got gym class in half an hour

“Are you listening to me?”

Remus gives a start, he looks back at Sirius, who looks mildly offended. The boy mutters an apology that his friend is quick to brush aside.

“Why do I even try? I know exactly where you’re mind is...” 

Both boys look over at Y/N.

You’re in the same year and Remus has been crushing on you for the longest time. He doesn’t even remember the first time he felt this way about someone, it’s almost like he’s always been in love with you.

You’re across the hall with Lily Evans, laughing and braiding your hair, which never fails to make Remus an utter fool.

He’s never talked to you. He’s never seen you outside the school either, so he has no idea of what you like or what your hobbies are, but he’d like to know, you’re the prettiest, coolest girl he’s ever laid his eyes on.

He wonders how soft the strands are, how would they feel wrapped around his hand while he pulls her closer and—

Oh, how she rocks In Keds and tube socks But she doesn't know who I am And she doesn't give a damn about me

“Mate!” Sirius elbows him hard. Remus comes out of his reverie and looks back at the boy.

“What?” He snaps.

“I said you should just ask her out,” Sirius crosses his arms. “This is pathetic, Moony. It was funny during our first year, but if I catch you drifting away from another conversation because of Y/N, I’ll have to ask her out for you.”

Remus scoffs, he turns away to face his locker and not you, which he considers is a real bloody shame.

“Are you coming to gym class or are you meeting some stranger inside a broom closet?” He asks just to distract Sirius. “May I remind you this is the fourth class you miss?”

“No need, I keep perfect count,” Sirius smirks. “But nah, I think today I’ll attend class... dunno, might even find it entertaining with you and James ogling at Evans and L/N.”

Nothing interesting happens during gym class, nor during lunch, nor during History. Remus finds himself sick to the core of the same routine he’s had for a whole year, he wants to be different, wishes he could be loud and spontaneous like Sirius and James, maybe that way he would get invited to parties, maybe you’d know his name if that were the case.

It really is pathetic, how his gaze lingers on you when you walk by, how he perks up at the sound of your voice, the way colours seem brighter around you... he does his best to not be a creep, he’s never followed you around or anything, most of the times he runs into you by mere accident. Remus’ got no idea why he’s so deeply infatuated with you, part of him would love to call it ‘fate’, he’d love to say you’re his soulmate or something like that, but he knows better.

He’s just a sad loser.

Two weeks after Sirius unkind pep talk, Remus gathers enough courage to sit next to you in the library. You don’t even register his presence at first, which is normal since you haven’t registered his existence in a whole year, so why would today be any different?

However, something happens when you stop reading and take a moment to clear your mind:

Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me Ooohoo Hoo Hooooooo

Remus sees you out of the corner of his eye when you notice him, you freeze on the spot, arms halfway up. He wants to look up and see what kind of expression is on your face, he feels the way your demeanour changes and frowns, eyes fixed on his own book. What if you recognized him? Oh God, what if you know he’s got a crush on you?

He starts to think of how to escape the place quickly without making it obvious, but then you speak.

“Hi... er—excuse me?” Your voice is as sweet as always, and he doesn’t look up at first, so you raise your voice a little. “Hello, Remus?”

His eyes widen almost comically. Well, he can’t ignore you now, can he? not when you just said his bloody name. Remus looks up at you with a sort of startled expression, his eyebrows are still knitted together and you can’t help but grin a little.

“Sorry,” You say, “I don’t know if you know... well, we have classes together and I noticed you’re doing our math assignment... oh, this is so silly—it’s okay if you say no, but I know you’re one of the best students in that class and I was wondering if maybe... you’d help me?”

Remus stares at you for half a second before his brain restarts.

“Y-Yes!” He says, clearing his throat to sound calm and collected and not at all like the complete pile of pudding he feels on the inside. “I... Yeah, I’ve seen you in class—How can I help you?”

You beam at his response, he gives a start when you stand up abruptly from your chair only to circle the table and sit right next to him, Remus prays he’s not as red as he feels.

“You’re telling me Y/N was the one who... she just came up to you?”

“Yeah... and she’s nice,” Remus says quietly. “Nice and brilliant... we sat there talking until Madam Pince kicked us out.”

“I can’t believe it,” Sirius snorts. “You lucky bastard.”

“Sirius...”

“No, really,” He insists. “If it’d been up to you, it would’ve taken you another week to just ask for a pencil or some rubbish like that—”

“Enough, Padfoot,” James intervenes. “Leave him alone, can’t you see he’s in distress?”

Remus frowns at that. “What the hell do you mean?”

“Look at you mate, I can tell you spent the whole night up,” The boy snorts. “Y/N asked you out and you’re losing it.”

“I’m not losing it!” He replies. “She didn’t ask me out, she’s just coming to my house to study.”

“Exactly, she’s going to your house,” Sirius starts explaining. “Instead of inviting you to her house, probably because her parents are strict or she has siblings or something. She wants privacy, you see?”

“Padfoot, stop.”

“Don’t play dumb, Prongs,” He smirks. “We all know that’s the way girls flirt, by asking for some private tutoring. Why didn’t she ask Lily? She’s top of the class in everything!”

“That’s... that’s true,” James raises a brow. “Blimey, Moony, it does sound like a date.”

How did he not think of that? Why would you ask him, when he’s not even in the top three, he’s five at most!

“Hey, don’t lose your cool now!” James grabs him by the shoulders. “You’re getting a date out of this even if it’s the last thing we do.”

“I never asked for your help, though,” Remus replies in amusement.

“Oh, but you need it!” Sirius puts an arm around the boy’s shoulders. “She won’t know what hit her, one moment she’ll be like ‘Remus is such a gentleman’ and the next she’ll be begging you to kiss her—”

Remus snorts and shakes his head, as the trio walks out of the building he catches a glimpse of your profile as you follow Marlene and Lily to the opposite street. His smile grows at the thought of spending a whole afternoon alone with you. Maybe Sirius and James are right, there might be a way he can make you fall for him.

Oh yeah, dirtbag No, she doesn't know what she's missing Oh yeah, dirtbag No, she doesn't know what she's missing

When you knock on his door the third day you meet to study, he doesn’t know what to do with himself. His clothes feel stupid, his hair doesn’t look right, and his mood drops when you enter looking perfect.

He’s an idiot, he has to be. It doesn’t matter what he thought three days ago, you’re some kind of godly being and he’s... he’s rubbish. You’re like one of those beautiful birds he sees during spring and he’s the raccoon that lives in the alleyway next to his house.

And sure, you have fun together, you seem to like him enough to invite him to the movies next Friday with the rest of your friends, and he’s never been invited anywhere unless James and Sirius take him with them. This is a nice change, still, he’s pretty sure you’re only being nice to him because he’s helping you with school.

Fortunately for him, you don’t stop that afternoon to examine his looks before entering his house. You’re apologizing for your ten minutes delay, but half of it goes unheard since he’s too busy making sure the drawing-room isn’t too messy before he guides you in.

He wants to impress you, although he’s well aware that his house is nothing out of the ordinary and you’ve seen it before anyway. If anything it’s quite below average, but once again you don’t even hesitate when you sit down on the couch and place your backpack on your lap, looking up at him.

Man I feel like mould It's prom night and I am lonely Lo and behold She's walking over to me

“So...” You start, “I think we should talk before we start?”

Remus looks around the room before realizing you sat on his books.

“Er...” He shyly signals towards you. “Could you... you sat on my stuff.”

“What?” You ask without understanding, then he leans over to pull the edge of his book and you jump up, rambling a new bunch of apologies when you accidentally step on his foot.

There’s a brief moment when the both of you are apologizing, although neither of you knows exactly why. It doesn’t matter, what matters is that you're both a mess and you’re not sure how this happened, but it’s obvious that today is not like the other days, something feels different.

This is ridiculous, and you might as well just shoot your shot before any of you accidentally sets the house on fire in an attempt to look cool.

“I have a confession to make,” Y/N states.

“You don’t have to say it,” Remus adds, even nervous he can’t help being a gentleman. “I mean, if you just talked to me so you could get to know James or Sirius—”

“What?” You frown. “No! I... I was going to say...”

Remus looks at you, he’s got his whole attention on your person and it makes your voice die down. He doesn’t know how he knows it, maybe he’s been wishing for so long to be tied to you by something more than just attraction that he brought it to life. As your voice dies, he knows exactly what you’re trying to tell him.

That’s all he’s been dreaming to tell you for months, but now that he’s done it he realizes Sirius was right, this wasn’t a big deal at all. It’s a little surprising how little it scares him. Doesn’t mean he’ll break into a million pieces if you laugh at him, though.

This must be fake My lip starts to shake How does she know who I am? And why does she give a damn about me?

“Y/N,” Remus starts. “I like you.”

However, all you do is walk up to him until you’re inches away, cup a side of his face and speak in a very soft voice:

“I’m so glad you said that,” You sigh in relief. “Lily said I’d have to throw myself on you in order for you to take the hint. She thinks you’re quite oblivious, you know? I mean, I asked you out the other day and all you said was ‘Thanks’.”

Remus doesn’t know what to reply to that, so he does the second best thing he can think of: He kisses you.

It’s so good, he can’t recall a single thing in his life that’s ever felt as good as your lips. Then your hands go up to his hair and he can think of one, his hand travels under your jumper while the other finally brushes against your hair and he thinks of two more, soon enough he discovers a whole world of new sensations he can’t wait to memorize.

“Are your parents home?” You mumble against his mouth.

“No,” His heart jumps at the thought, he moves away to see you. “Are you... do you want..?”

“Didn’t you say your room has a lovely view of the moon?” You smile wickedly, grabbing him by the belt and starting to walk backwards. “I’d love to see it.”

Remus blushes at your suggestion, but he’s a fast learner.

“It’s too early to see it,” He replies. “However, I might be able to make you see stars if you give me a few minutes...”

His reply drives you crazy and it shocks you, but you have to play it cool. After all, Remus is too perfect to rush your first time with him.

“Just a few minutes?” You tease.

Remus picks you up in a sudden movement and you let out a short squeal, wrapping your arms around his neck as he peppers your face with kisses.

“Don’t be eager,” He tickles your side. “We have a lifetime to try it all... if you want us to, of course.”

You stare at his bright and loving gaze, he looks comfortable in his own skin for once, confident even.

“Well, I’m pretty sure this isn’t how first dates usually go,” You joke, making him chuckle. “So you owe me a proper date—Which means that yes, I do want this... all of this. I want you.”

Remus nods once before kissing you again, carrying you all the way up to his room. He feels a bit sad for James and Sirius, they were looking forward to helping him get a girlfriend—on a good note, he’ll have very good news to tell his friends next Monday.

I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby like you Ooohoo Hoo Hooooooo

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14 July 1976

"He's just a boy" Euphemia snarled at Walburga. They were standing at the former's doorstep, the short, plump woman with greying hair and a flowery dress facing the tall, thin woman wearing a long cloak which made her look scary. Her sleek black hair was up in a bun and under an elegant hat. Both their faces were flushed with hatred. They weren't alone, either. Fleamont had his hand in his pocket, ready to draw his wand out, and so did Orion. The latter was standing next to his wife and their son, who looked as though he didn't want to be there. Sirius was standing beside Euphemia, partly hiding. James was next to him, eyes fixed on the woman who birthed his bestfriend.

"I will not let you take him back to your torture room, Walburga. He is MY son. I will not have you treat him like he's dirt under your shoes." Euphemia was boiling with anger. Her jaws were so tightly clenched and teeth gritted, it was a mystery how she even managed to say this out loud. "I gave birth to him, Potter, and I will decide whether he should stay alive or not. He's my son. I have the right." Walburga hissed venomously. "You do not deserve to be a mother, you cruel cruel cruel woman!" Euphemia hissed back. "Listen here you stupid bansh-

"Langlock" Sirius screamed. "Do not talk to her like that, Mother" he said, emphasising the last word with contemptuous sarcasm. "That is my mother you're talking to, Lady. I do not intend to come to your so called House Of Black as I'm not one anymore. Now leave my family alone. And I'll come back for my brother. You don't deserve him either." With that, he slammed the door shut on their faces.

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23 January 1981

"He's just a baby boy" Lily sobbed, her infant son in her arms. She had ran up the stairs to the nursery, the minute Dumbledore left, James at her heels. "Lily..." James choked on his tears. "He's a baby James, just a baby. And now he's the Voldemort's most wanted. A baby!" She said, her voice rising with each syllable. "I know. And we'll do every-" he paused. Someone had opened the door. They could hear the footsteps approaching. Moments later, Sirius appeared at the doorway of the nursery. "Say hello to Uncle Pads, the coolest uncle ev- WHY ARE YOU POINTING YOUR WANDS AT MEEE!!!"

"SAY SOMETHING ONLY YOU WOULD KNOW!" Lily shouted.

"Ohh oh ummm.... JAMES WANTED TO CALL HARRY "PROOF THAT I BANGED EVANS" Sirius shouted back. Lily and James lowered their wands. "Merlin's Pants! You scared me. What was that for? I got your Patronus. What's wrong?" Sirius finished in one breath. James and Lily told him everything Dumbledore said. He looked very pale now. "Pads! We want you to be out secret keeper." Lily finished. "I'll do anything for my baby boy." He said, taking Harry in his arms. "Anyway, where's Moony?" James asked conversationally.

"Oh, he's tired from last night."

"But full moon isn't until next week."

"But I'm always here!"

"Urgh!"

"Oh please, you innocent birdie. You literally made a child."

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3 July 1995

"He's just a boy." Molly shouted at Sirius. They were now standing in the kitchen of No. 12 Grimmauld Place. "He's 15, for fuck's sake!" Sirius yelled back. "Exactly! You can't tell him everything, he's asked gone through much. He's 15!" Molly said desperately. "And you can't keep him from knowing stuff that he should. He deserves to know at least a part of it. This concerns him too!" Sirius looked pale and sweaty as he yelled at Molly. "Pads! Sit down." Remus said, walking towards Sirius. "He's right, Molly. Harry does deserve to know. This concerns him too." Dumbledore said, standing up. "But, only tell him the essentials. He is not to know about the prophecy. Tomorrow when he gets here, tell him about the order. He should not know about this mission. If that's clear, them I'll let myself out. I have a meeting with the Wizengamot. Pretty sure I'm about to get sacked." Dumbledore smiled at the shocked faces of others. "I'm going with the others to get him." Sirius said suddenly. "No, you're not." Moody growled. "Fine!!! ""No you're not"" "

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15 July 1996

"He's just a boy." Narcissa sobbed, her hands cupping her face. She was sitting on her bed. "Cut it out, Cissy" Bellatrix whined. "Don't you dare utter a single word, Bella! You! You did nothing when the Dark Lord chose my son as a scapegoat. He's your nephew!" Narcissa snarled at her sister. "But he's been chosen. It's an honor. Did you see his face? He was proud!" Bellatrix said triumphantly. "He doesn't know what's in store for him!" Narcissa shrieked. The sisters remained silent for a few moments. Then-

"I'm going to see Severus."

"WHY?"

"He's the only one who can help me now."

"Cissy you're being an idiot."

"Are you coming out not?"

"Fine! Let me grab my coat."

[persimmonsimmer]

Luckily for her, Joanna didn’t have to rely on her stupid brothers for company. She’d become friends with Mariam and Farah in school, and today they were lounging in Joanna’s room and testing each other to see who was the coolest and most grown-up.

Mariam was the next to offer her question. “So, if you had a genie that would grant you three wishes, like in the stories, what would you wish for?”

Joanna considered. “I’m already super smart and strong and cute, so I wouldn’t have to waste any of my wishes on things like that. So I guess, like, riches. But not just a boring bag of money! No, I’d want my genie to give me my riches in rubies and cloth-of-gold, and tiaras and amethyst hairnets, spools of silver thread and jeweled hummingbird eggs and teacups of the thinnest bone china so delicate you can make out someone’s expression through the sides, and the finest lily-white lace—“ Joanna had been reading some of the medieval fairytale books in her parents’ collection and had been quite impressed by the splendor of the royal courts.

“And like, I guess health and a long life for the other two,” she finished diffidently, much less interested in either of those than in her visions of wealth and finery.

“Boring,” Mariam said. “I mean, your first wish was good, but… And also, don’t you have to be careful when dealing with genies? You have to be really specific or the genie could take ‘I want a long life’ to mean that, like, you’d live till the heat-death or total Deletion of the universe!”

“Yeah, well maybe that’s what I’d want!” Joanna stuck out her tongue.

“I’d wish for infinite wishes,” Farah broke in.

Joanna’s most disdainful expression could hardly convey the extent of her scorn. “Oh my Watcher, it’s like you don’t know the first thing about making wishes with genies. That’s like, the one wish that’s never allowed. How do you not know that?”

“Oh. I don’t know. I just thought it’d be a smart first wish…”

“Whatever… Ooh, I know! For my second wish, instead of health or something stupid like that, I’d wish for no one else to be able to have any of the pretty things I had. That way I would be the most special person in the land forever and ever.”

“But you’d share your nice things with me, right?” Mariam asked.

“Psssh. Dream on. They’re mine!”

[fruitcoops]

MY LORD WE NEED A LILY REMUS AND REGULAS FRIENDSHIP - imagine the chaos all of them just talking so fast over something they’re exited about - and pots cap and the team just stand their like wtf

I love this ask!!! I combined it with the one below because they just fit SO well. Send your prayers to Kasey, everyone <3 Sweater Weather credit goes to @lumosinlove!

Anon 1: Loops nerding out on something (stars and planets) and unloading shit ton of knowledge to Sirius. Sirius is just there sitting and smiling (because LOOK AT MY SMART BOYFRIEND!!! ) but also actively listening to it and asking questions and doubts. that just meeelttts Loops’s heart because nobody actually listens this intently or are even interested in Astronomy

To say Kasey was lost was…an understatement. The Triplets of Terror had been talking for well over thirty minutes; their trains of thought were fully off the rails and had ground his own little mining cart of a thought process into dust about twenty minutes prior.

Thankfully, he wasn’t alone—Logan and Finn had given up to play Candy Crush on their phones while Leo napped, and most of the other guys had straight-up left the room, not that the triplets would notice.

Sirius and Pots on the other hand, had never been more whipped.

“—and then they had to change the battery type for the new rover!” Remus was saying as he flailed his hand around in excitement. Lily nodded along, but Regulus made a timeout motion.

“Wait, didn’t they redesign the entire thing?” he asked, looking to Kasey as if he had any clue what topic they had moved on to.

Kasey shrugged. “Perseverance was supposed to be the better version of Opportunity, right?”

From the looks on their faces, he may as well have admitted he was a serial killer. “Bliz,” Lily said indignantly. “Are you trying to say something about Oppy?”

“Because if you are, you need to sit your ass down and learn some shit.” Regulus narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. Kasey died a little inside. “Both of the Mars rovers are meant to take pictures and samples of the landscape—”

“—but in different ways,” Remus finished. Regulus didn’t bat an eye, though Kasey was pretty sure that if anyone else had interrupted him, they would’ve lost an eye. “And when Oppy’s battery pack died, they knew she still had valuable information and that they would need another rover to collect what they couldn’t bring back from her.”

“Which is where Percy comes in,” Lily said, as if it was obvious. “James, you’ve been watching the livestreams with me. Kasey’s wrong, right?”

James hummed his agreement, though Kasey was willing to bet he wasn’t registering a single word she said. “You’re so smart, honey.”

“What do you think they’ll do next?” Remus asked, his eyes getting the same unfocused look they did when the topic was about to do a 180-degree turn. “Like, we can’t land rovers on stars yet, but it would be pretty cool if we could plot constellations in 3D models.”

“That would be awesome,” Regulus whispered.

Sirius snorted. “The family would go batshit over that, Reg. Can you imagine how insufferable they’d be?”

“Ugh, you’re right.” Regulus wrinkled his nose. “Do we sacrifice science for even more status symbols?”

“No,” Remus and Lily said at the same time. Kasey settled back into his chair and closed his eyes; maybe he could fit a nap in while they talked.

Something smacked his foot lightly and he cracked open an eye to see both James and Sirius giving him disbelieving looks. Listen, James mouthed, gesturing to the triplets as they chatted at light speed about the origins of planet names.

“I’m telling you, Re, it should’ve been named Helios!” Regulus sighed.

“I don’t care if it’s a star, the sun is the sun and it deserves its own special name!” Remus argued. “Besides, Helios is already a system. If we were keeping with naming conventions—”

“Who cares about naming conventions?” Lily grumbled. “Pick the one that sounds the best so people remember it.”

“If we were keeping with naming conventions,” Remus continued aggressively. “The sun would have been named Apollo, and that just sounds lame next to everything else.”

There was a beat of blessed silence.

Lily bit her lip. “You’re not wrong.”

“Of course he’s not,” Sirius scoffed, still looking at Remus like he hung the stars.

“Love you too, babes” Remus leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. He practically glowed with happiness.

“Apollo isn’t lame!” Finn piped up from his couch with a frown. “Apollo is the coolest of the pantheon!”

“Which pantheon?”

“Both!”

All three rolled their eyes at the same time and James stifled a laugh in Sirius’ shoulder. “Haven’t you guys talked about this before?” he asked, bemused.

“Yes,” they chorused.

“The consensus was Athena and we’re not talking criticism,” Regulus said.

“War goddess, strategist, artist, engineer.” Remus counted off on his fingers. “She checks all the boxes.”

“And she’s a badass,” Lily added. “If Athena is in a myth, it’s gonna be good. Oh, we should do that for Halloween this year.”

Remus raised an eyebrow. “Dress up as Athena?”

“No, the gods.”

Regulus nodded slowly. “That could be cool. Dibs on Persephone.”

“Not Hades?”

“Nah. I’m not emo enough for that.”

Lily and Remus’ instant disagreements were lost in the explosion of laughter from everyone left in the room. Kasey leaned back into the cushions and prepared himself for a long, long afternoon.

[maraudersbutmuggle]

Dear Prudence. Part 2

Content Warning: Death & Grief. Homophobia.

February 2013.

Lily noticed The Marauders weren't at breakfast the next morning. She was starting to get worried. Maybe it had to be about the call that James had last night.

She shouldn't have been that way. Because those boys weren't even her friends. Well, Remus was. And the rest of them were her classmates. At least she should have some consideration towards them.

Lily shook away her thoughts. Those were The Marauders. They were probably planning a stupid prank, or were somewhere smoking illegal stuff, or they just simply fell asleep. Lily had nothing to worry about.

"I'm starting to think Mary's secret boyfriend is one of the teachers" Marlene said interrupting Lily's thoughts.

Mary had a secret boyfriend. Ever since Christmas. And she claimed it was real this time. And that she was in love. But she refused to tell Marlene and Lily about him. It had been Marlene and Lily's game to figure out who he was.

And this morning, Mary had disappeared, probably to snog him.

"Arrg...Marly" Lily wrinkled her nose by the thought "That's impossible...is it?"

Marlene shrugged talking a bite of her toast "That's why this is so mysterious"

Lily smiled "Who do you think it is?"

"Firenze?"

Lily shook her head "Too weird"

"But he's handsome"

Lily shook her head again.

"Luthor Frumentar?"

"Flitwick?"

Marlene snorted "Flitwick..."

Lily and Marlene both laughed at the thought. Lily didn't actually believe Mary's secret boyfriend was a teacher.

"What are you laughing about?"

Their dormmate Hestia and her boyfriend Marcus sat down in front of the girls. Lily liked Hestia. But she had a different sense of humor. And she spent most of her time with her boyfriend and his friends.

Marlene and Lily exchanged looks.

"Nothing" Marlene smiled.

"Girls" Marcus greeted

"Hi Marcus"

"Hello Marcus"

"Where's Mary?" Hestia asked

"Amm... We don't know" Lily answered

"Probably out there somewhere snogging someone"

"Yeah that sounds like Mary" Hestia smiled.

"Guess what happened..." Marcus started

Hestia rolled her eyes "Marcus..."

"What? Is actually the biggest gossip of the year"

"What happened?" Lily asked curious

"Oh... I'm definitely curious now" Marlene added

"I think is something private"

"It's all over the papers anyway, babe" Marcus told his girlfriend, and then turned to the other girls "Alphard Black, the most eligible bachelor of the century, died yesterday"

"Alphard Black?" Lily asked

"You mean from THE Blacks?" Marlene added.

Marcus nodded "He was Sirius and Regulus' uncle I reckon"

Oh shit... So something definitely happened with The Marauders. With Sirius. And Lily confirmed it. Regulus wasn't at breakfast either.

The only thing that Lily knew was that Sirius didn't get along with his family. And that he had been disowned last summer. Lily didn't know if Sirius got along with his uncle.

"Oh shit..." Marlene murmured "Sirius told me once that his uncle Alphard was the coolest person he knew"

And Lily worried for Sirius. How was he holding? Sirius was that kind of person that hid his feelings. And never showed when he was hurt.

"And also..." Marcus continued

"Marcus..." Hestia protested

But he ignored her "Turned out that Alphard Black was actually gay and hid that from his family for many years"

"And there's nothing wrong with that" Marlene protested

"Of course not" Hestia explained "But The Blacks are really homophobic, so..."

"And everyone knows that now?" Lily asked "Like the whole school?"

"The whole country" Marcus answered "It's all over the papers..."

"Fuck..." Marlene whispered

Marcus and Hestia exchanged looks. And then Hestia spoke.

"And there are expeculations..." she said "That Sirius is gay too, that's why he was disowned"

"That's no one's business!" Lily protested.

"I know, Lily..." Hestia sighed "I heard many people whispering about it"

"Bloody pissers" Marlene shook her head.

Marlene and Sirius were getting closer this term. And Mary joked saying that they were both grumpy, meant for each other. And sometimes, Lily assumed that they fancied each other. But she hadn't actually asked any of them if it was true.

Lily sighed "That's why none of The Marauders are here"

"Honestly... is 2013, and there are still homophobic people" Hestia protested.

"Yeah..." Marcus sighed

Lily noticed that Marlene looked down embarrassed. But she decided to ignore that. She would try to talk with Marlene later. But right now, all she could think about was Sirius.

Hestia kissed her boyfriend's cheek.

"We should be there for Sirius..." she said "Be supportive"

Sirius hadn't been Lily's saint of devotion. He was a bloody idiot. Just like James. And Marlene had joked many times that they shared a brain cell. But that didn't mean that Lily would want him to suffer, or be anyone's joke. No matter who he fancied. She was worried for him. He had already been through so much.

She decided to text Remus.

Lily: Hey Rem.... Just found out about Sirius' uncle. Is he okay?

"We should go and find Mary" Marlene said. And Lily nodded.

So James had been worried for Sirius last night. And Lily had treated him like shit. But why didn't he tell her then?

Remus: You know him. Pretending he's fine. He's not. He doesn't want to see anyone.

Lily worried even more.

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The Marauders showed up to the second period. Without Sirius. They were ignoring everyone's stares and whispers as they sat down. And Lily hated people. They should really leave them alone.

Lily wasn't the type to text in class. But this was an emergency.

Lily: How's Sirius?

Lily saw how James looked at his phone. Bloody wanker he should ignore that in class. But today it was understandable. He probably thought it was Sirius.

James stared at her before typing below the desk.

James: Not good

James: Sorry for running away yesterday. Sirius didn't want anyone to know.

Lily sighed. He looked so worried that she felt guilty.

Lily: I had a great time talking to you yesterday.

Lily saw James smiling at the text. And she smiled too.

James: I knew it :)

Lily almost laughed but she remembered she was in class.

Lily: Grieving is a bitch. But Sirius will be fine eventually.

James: I hope so.

Lily: Trust me. I've been there.

James rubbed his hair. And then he typed.

James: Would you talk to him?

Lily raised an eyebrow.

Lily: Why me?

James: You know how to make people feel better. You certainly helped me last night...

James: With my dad stuff...

Lily looked into his eyes. He stared at her with pleading eyes. He looked so worried for his friend. A side of James, Lily didn't know he had.

Lily: Okay... Where is he?

James: The stands of the Rugby Field.

Lily: After Economics... I actually want to pay attention.

Lily looked at James smiling at her. And she smiled back.

"Thank you" he mouthed. And Lily nodded.

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So Lily found Sirius Black lying on the stands... having a cigarette. And Lily didn't know how he wasn't freezing to death by this point.

"Hey..." she said, shaking from the cold.

Sirius turned to look at her. It seemed like he had been crying.

"What are you doing here, Ginger?"

"Oh... I love coming here to take some fresh air" she lied and sat down next to Sirius "And it's kind of offensive when you call me Ginger"

"Whatever Ginger" Sirius whispered, sadly.

"You know..." Lily sighed "I am prefect. And students are suppossed to talk to prefects about their problems. If they need to"

Sirius stared at her.

"I'm not gonna talk to you about my dead uncle..." he answered "And I already talked with one prefect today. Remus..."

Lily didn't know how to reach to Sirius. They've barely spoken before. Just to say something like:

"Evans... why don't you date my friend, what's wrong with you? He is awsome"

"Fuck off, Black"

"It's shitty" Lily began "Everyone comes to you. Friends and strangers. And they all say how sorry they are... And how they are there for you. And how the one you lost is better in the afterlife or whatever... Because they don't suffer now... And all you want to do is scream at them. Because nothing they say is gonna fix your pain. Only time will make it better..." she sighed "I get it. It happened when my dad died..."

Sirius just kept smoking. And for a minute, Lily thought it was a lost cause. But she was not gonna give up on Sirius.

"I like your ring" Lily decided to change the subject instead.

Sirius stared at his ring.

"Uncle Alphard gave it to me"

Shit, Lily kept messing it up.

"It's pretty cool, isn't it?"

Lily nodded "Yeah..."

"He lied to me" Sirius continued "Alphard did..."

Lily just waited for Sirius to continue.

"He used to be my role model. And I defended him... But turned out everything had been a lie"

"What changed?"

Sirius shook his head "He had a secret life... with men..."

Sirius said it as if it was a nasty thing. Lily swallowed.

"But was he the same person that you knew?"

Sirius raised an eyebrow "What do you mean?"

"I mean in essence... Despite his sexuality... Was he the same person you knew?"

Sirius nodded "I guess so..."

"Well that's what is important"

And Sirius didn't say anything.

"I'm sure he had reason to hide that part of him from you"

"He thought I was gonna judge him... Like the rest of The Blacks..." Sirius said "But I'm not like them... I respect...all of that"

Lily smiled.

"Maybe he didn't want you to see him differently" Lily explained "Like you are doing now"

Sirius sat down, looking at her. And for a second, Lily thought she screwed it up.

"Maybe you're right" he said instead, looking down.

"Of course I am" Lily joked "Best in the class, prefect...And soon head girl"

"You're so annoying, Ginger" But Sirius smiled. And Lily smiled too.

"Alphard left me a lot of money... And an apartment"

Lily snorted "And my dad just left a couple of books..."

Sirius laughed. And that made Lily smile. She was glad he was feeling better.

"Bloody rich people..." Lily shook her head.

"You're not that bad, Ginger"

Lily smiled at that. She was realizing Sirius wasn't that bad either.

"I know now why Prongs is so obsessed with you"

And Lily blushed. She couldn't avoid it.

"It's okay to feel like shit, you know?" she said "And to reach to people, and talk with your friends, and cry in front of them if you need to... You have incredible friends, Sirius. They care about you"

"I know"

Sirius looked like a lost puppy. Pouting and all. She smiled. Lily had the urge to rub his hair, And she did it.

"Evans! My hair!" Sirius protested, and Lily laughed.

"Relax, drama queen" Lily smiled "You're still handsome"

"I know you fancy me, Ginger... But I wouldn't betray Jam..."

Lily hit his arm.

"Ouch, Evans!"

"You're an idiot"

Sirius smiled and sighed "I'm gonna go and have a nap"

"But we have class in ten minutes..."

"Perks of having a dead uncle, Evans" Sirius said "They give you a free day"

Lily smiled "Wanker"

Sirius stood up. But before he left, he turned to face her.

"Thank you, Lily"

It was the first time that Sirius Black said her name. And she figured that she liked it.

As Sirius walked away, Lily had another perception of him. And James. They weren't that bad.

[milk-carton-whump]

Gotta give Unicorn credit for giving me the idea and such for Marc our caretaker. He's kinda oblivious.

Tagging: @whumpasaurus101 @sideblogformindtrash @unicornscotty @cowboy-anon @tears-and-lilies @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @spookyboywhump

CW: possessive whumper, captivity, jumpy whumpee, temporarily mute whumpee, starstruck caretaker, circus whump

Marc meets Motorcycle

He had only just started working with the circus a few weeks ago, dropping out of school to pursue the age old dream of running off to join the circus. Now here he was, surrounded by circus workers and performers of all backgrounds. He thought the performers were the coolest people on earth, having amazing skills and immense bravery to put themselves in possible danger for a great show. 

While each one was impressive, he was the most starstruck by one of the performers in particular. A tall man who he had only ever seen in a padded motorcycle riding suit and matching helmet. The guy had an air of mystery to him that he couldn't stop thinking about. 

It made him nervous to even attempt to talk to the motorcyclist, and today he decided was finally the perfect time to try. He saw an opportunity as the man headed toward the tent, now was the ideal time. He approached the man, gently tapping his shoulder from behind and watching him jump in surprise. 

"Oh! Sorry didn't mean to scare you, I uh. Huge fan, and I uh… have been wanting to talk to you for a while. I… I'm rambling, sorry. I'm Marc." He stated nervously and held out his hand. 

The motorcyclist hesitated, seeming to want to do something other than shake his hand. The man only nodded softly, ignoring his hand. Marc found his silence odd but also only adding to the man's mysterious nature. 

"You're uh… The Biker, right? Do you have a like. Another name? I mean, of course you do. I sound stupid." 

The man shook his obscured head and tapped his helmet to imitate a sign of thinking. He gently took Marc's hand in his gloved one and wrote out letters on his palm with his finger. 

"R… Y… A… N? Ryan! You're Ryan?" 

The motorcyclist nodded quickly, he seemed to be excited by the boy's deduction. Just as Ryan was getting ready to spell something else out a shorter yet firm hand placed itself heavily on the performer's shoulder, making him tense up. 

"There you are, making friends with one of the new hires?" The ringmaster's strong voice asked from behind Ryan. 

Marc nodded, still excited to have met his favorite performer but now curious of the jumpy reactions he had seen. 

"Well, it's nearly showtime, let's get you backstage, hmm?" He said to the motorcyclist, tightening his grip on the man's shoulder. 

As Ryan was guided away, he glanced over his shoulder at Marc, his heart dropping as his friend was left behind. He had made a dangerous decision to put Marc in potential risk. He felt bad but it was refreshing to have someone treat him like a person again.